"Son, this university holds a lot of memories for your pop. Over there, I got my first of many parking tickets. There is the computer lab where I had to rush to one night when my laptop broke and I needed to submit my paper before midnight. Shoot, right there is the shade tree I would lean against to take a nap between Meteorology and Racquetball.
But, I want you to pay special attention to that beaten up chair in the dark nook in the corner of the library on the 3rd floor. Seventeen years ago, your mother and I staggered up there after nickel draw night at Rowdy's Pub, and, well son, it was magical..... Hang on, let me tweet about it."